Cape Canaveral by Conor Oberst

The other chords are perfect, I just know that it's nice to have lyrics as well.

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Oh, oh, oh brother totem pole 
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I saw your legends lined up 
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And I never felt more natural 
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Apart, I just came     apart 

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Please, please, please sister Socrates 
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You always answer with a question 
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Show some kindness to a petty thief 
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Forgive, you did    forgive 

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Watch the migrants smoke in the old orange grove 
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And the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral 
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You’ve been a father to me In 1960’s speak 
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In the comatose joy that we’re on TV 
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While the mountain’s side was shining 
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Wild colors of my destiny 

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I watched your face age backwards 
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Changing shape in my memory 
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You taught me victory’s sweet 
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Even deep in the cheap seats 

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Hey, hey, hey mother interstate 
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Can you deliver me from evil 
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Make me honest make me wedding cake 
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Atone, I will   atone 

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Wait, wait, wait mighty outer-space 
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All that flying saucer terror 
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Made me lazy drinking lemonade 
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A waste, it just went     to waste 

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Like the Freon cold out the hotel door 
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Or the white rocket fade over Cape Canaveral 
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You’ve been a daughter to me your buried shoe-box grief 
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I felt your poltergeist love like savannah heat 
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While the waterfall was pouring 
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Crazy symbols of my destiny 
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I watched your face die backwards 
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Little baby in my memory 
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You told me victory's sweet 
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Even deep in the cheap seats 

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And you don’t judge me 
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That’s not your style 
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But I won’t see you 
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for a little while 
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And there’s no worries, oh lord 
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Whose got time 
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All these changes are going to fill your mind 
                               
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Like the citrus glow off the old orange grove 
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Or the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral 
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It’s been a nightmare to me Some 1980’s grief 
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Gives me parachute dreams Like old war movies 
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While the universe was drawn Perfect circles form infinity 

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I watched the stars get smaller 
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Tiny diamonds in my memory 
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I know that victory is sweet 
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Even deep in the cheap seats 

Have fun.

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